the fall before the rise


Thanks Manuel!

I think -no I know
my last breath would have been yesterday.
My words
in print and in my head
scrambled eggs on my breakfast plate
and I try to take them apart.
The Fall before the Rise!
i tell myself -no i said it outloud

and i, in my heartless way
with sorrow i watch the colors fade.
steal -no i love her too much
put away the means
perhaps another day
i meet -no i greet
The Fall before the Rise!
i tell myself -no i said it outloud

these swirling spaces between
fill my heart with hope
that i, yes even i can learn to love again.
not that he has left -or i
but black and white has turned to grey
and the fog is lifting…
The Fall before the Rise!

2.2.2017 j

 

 

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